Shards of glass cut through my gaze broken
streamers hanging
at my legs drunk and giddy full of fate at the
cabaret smokey stares
from the bar do stray bottles tumble I feel the
misty spray what a perfect,
perfect day for the cabaret from afar he sees
Venus rise
overwhelmingly beautiful he sighs the look of
love was in her eyes
puts his hand upon her leg looking closer his
lust begins to fade "what a drag,
" the queen did say. could this be a dream I'm
in?
Fellini would be proud. gluttony enfolds the
scene "give them one last round"
shining faces dance away swinging skirts between
the panted legs
kaleidescoping then shassez in a blink the
glasses fly suddenly joy
becomes a fight there they tossed and turned a
sight
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